Sunday, January 02, 2005

New Year's Resolution

Dear XXXXX
I know it's been a while since the last time we've talked. I don't know if you would say it ended on a good note or a bad one but aquaintenances like us do not linger on the past. It's just not our style. The friendship that we have leaves room for hiatus but always the hope of a rekindling, no? You know that I am here in the background smiling and you are somewhere in the foreground where I can't quite see. But the presence of you and me is always mingled somewhere in the roses. That's why I like it--no self-righteousness, no expectations, no pressure.

A lot has happened since we've last talked and I'm sure you have had a lot of that thing called "life" happen to you on your side of the world. And if something exciting has happened, I would love to hear all about it. Maybe not now because there wouldn't be enough time in a letter. But maybe too little for a phone call. And I get nervous talking on the phone, you know that. I was always the laconic one that brought out your loquacious disposition. Or was it the other way around? Ok, ok, I'll stop trying to use all those big words. You know every little idiosyncracy. Don't worry. You don't have to say a word. I know you are enjoying life and I can honestly say that I am content too. Maybe not at the happiest I could be. Sometimes life gets hard and it is more opaque than you'd like it to be. But I like to think that there's more in store for me. More than meets the eye when I see my life through convoluted glass. The best for me is yet to come. And I wish the same for you. Isn't it crazy the situations we find ourselves in? The decisions we make that make us question ourselves? So much left up to the wind but we always try to hold it in our palms when all that happens is air slipping through our fingers.

As you can see, its a new year ahead of us and it's that time where we think and reflect on our lives and what we've accomplished, our goals, our successes, our foes, our loves (or lack there of...) I don't want you to write back. God, no. I only want you to take in my words, soak them in and just realize that there are moments in my life where you wander in. Sometimes more frequently than you might think. A familiar stranger that dances across my stage and know that I am applauding you, good friend. Where once before it was just you and me in that empty auditorium. Now life has filled the seats with many pristine patrons and inimical idiots. But even though now I am sitting in the back and all you see is the large mass of crowds before you. Remember, I am in that crowd, watching you and applauding.

A reminiscent friend,

xxxxx

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